Sunday, March 23, 2014

Well, most in human societies they do, to some extent at least. It is all a matter of degree. At the mildest end of the scale they may stay
out a tad later than an imposed curfew time or chitchat, text or tweet about
parents. I grew a beard. It did not last
long because it was truly an eyesore, tricoloured (red, white and brown) and
straggly.

At the other end of the scale
things can get pretty ugly. Gang warfare, extreme violence, even murder.

A report in the Los Angeles Times of Dec 16 last year,
passed on to me by my daughter, who has a teenager of her own, made me dive
into my memory banks as she reminded me of its parallel to things I had
witnessed in elephant society.

A new study
that zeroed in on a single city in Michigan found that where men are scarce,
youth were more likely to commit assaults.

“Male
scarcity is actually a driver of conditions,"... "It’s the most
powerful predictor.”

Dr. Kruger
is a research assistant professor at the University
of Michigan and one of the authors of the study, originally published in the Journal of Community Psychology. Other media outlets picked up the story
and there are similar studies reported elsewhere.

None of these studies picked up on
the great similarity they have to events in elephant society that I first
learned about in South Africa in
1997. I was with my wife on a study leave from the Western College of Veterinary Medicine and by sheer
chance, or maybe an alignment of the planets we were visiting a former student
and friend, Bob Keffen. Bob had been
determined to work as a wildlife vet in Africa even before he graduated. He had
had to settle for a job as a park ranger and was employed in Pilansberg NP. He managed to wangle an
invitation for me to sit in on a meeting about a major elephant problem.

The problem was all to do with
teenage elephants and the lack of big bulls in the population (sounds like Dr. Kruger's study in Michigan).

In the 1970s and 80s elephant
numbers had grown out of proportion to the capacity of the Kruger NP, South Africa’s largest, to feed them and the park’s
vegetation was taking a hammering.

A cull, this one in Rwanda in 1975. The young went to the Akagera NP

It was thought that a humane way of dealing
with problem in park was to cull adults, capture juveniles and transfer them to
other locations.

Pilansberg had been one such
destination and several young elephants, all under the age of ten, had been
shipped there. At first all seemed well and of course the new animals drew
plenty of tourists. It was not only the elephants that were new. Plenty of
rhino, mostly white rhino, had been taken there as well.

The elephants grew up, but of course
had no parental guidance and a complete loss of social and family history.

Such history is vital to elephant
society and it comes as no surprise, after the work ofJoyce Pooleand others like Cynthia Moss, that events in Pilansberg did not follow the normal
path.

Male elephants reach sexual maturity
at about age 17 but get little chance to breed until they are much older. Their
most aggressive activities take place during musth, when testosterone levels go
sky high and various externally visible changes rake place. Secretions from the
pre-orbital gland drip down the side of their faces and a green secretion drips
from the penile sheath. Before she had worked out what was happening Dr. Poole
had even called it “Green Penis Syndrome.”

In a moving speech at the 22ndAnnualElephant Managers Workshop Dr. Poole said Young males coming into musth for the first time… are unsure of their
new selves, apparent slaves to their raging hormones.

In “normal” elephant society mature
bulls, that can detect the smell of a female in heat from up to 10 km away, will
quickly suppress any musth tendencies in these teenagers. Dr. Poole saw this
happen as quickly as twenty minutes after an encounter.

In Pilansberg there were no big
bulls to control the youngsters, and the females had no chance of doing so, not
even if they formed coalition groups and talked to one another in their subsonic
language. By their late teens the bulls
were larger and heavier than any female, even the few rescued from circuses
that had arrived as adults.

In the early 90s some strange things
began to happen. White rhinos were found dead, and without doubt elephants had
attacked many of them.

A rhino that survived attack, but has a serious hole in his shoulder

Trampling around
the kill site, footprints and most compelling of all, large holes in the sides
of the rhinos that can only have been created by tusks.

Then
the evidence chain became absolutely certain when rangers in helicopters saw
single male elephants chasing rhinos. There is even photographic evidence of
one such encounter. An unnamed tour bus operator watched as an elephant
encountered a rhino and attacked it.

Into the river

First encounter

In this series of photos to you can see the
attack and its outcome, which had a happier ending than many as the rhino
escaped.

Unwilling partner. Escape maybe?

Made it! Not all were so lucky

The photos were shared with me by one of Bob Keffen’s ranger
colleagues, Gus Van Dyk. The quality
is not great, but they were taken with a small camera and then I got copies of
what were probably already copies.

In
all, during the period 1992-96 some 49 rhino deaths could be attributed to
elephant aggression. When known culprits were identified they were shot, and
periods of lull in rhino deaths followed.

Of
course this does not answer the question of why? Why rhinos? One can only
speculate, but one possible explanation is that the young males, like young males
of many species, were going through puberty, or had just gone through it, and
were looking for some sex. The only thing they recognized as being about the right size and that were standing around were the rhino. On top of that the Joyce Poole phrase about them
being apparent
slaves to their raging hormones during
musth may have played a role.

In
human terms there was one terrible ending when a musth elephant attacked a
parked vehicle and the family’s father was killed. Two male elephants were
culled after that incident. You can read many more details here in an article
published in 2001 in the South African wildlife journal Koedoe.

My participation in the meeting with
Dr. Poole, Bob and other park staff was minimal, although one ranger did ask
about the possibility of elephant castration. On this subject I was able to
tell them that the process took a long time and was quite complicated because
an elephant’s testes lie inside the abdomen, close to the kidneys and are
difficult to reach because of the animal’s sheer size. As far as I know the
first such surgery was performed by my friend and colleague Dr. Murray Fowler
and took about three hours. Everyone at the table realized at once that this
was not an option in Pilansberg.

It was very soon obvious that Joyce
Poole had the solution. She urged the park authorities to bring in a few mature
bulls, that she called “super bulls” to suppress the juveniles quickly and
create a more normal breeding environment for the entire elephant and rhino
societies. The obvious place to source them was the Kruger NP.

Elephant boma with lots of power

It was also obvious that she had
made this suggestion quite some time ahead of the meeting because after lunch
we were taken out to see the newly built pen into which these super bulls would
be placed. It was tiny, perhaps only 40 metres on a side, but fully rigged with
several high voltage lines, each on a different circuit. As Gus explained, “we
have to teach them to respect fences, which they have never had to do in the
Kruger.”

"Super bulls" solved the problem, but created some new ones.

Bob later told me that the results
were a resounding success, with one interesting wrinkle. The big bulls soon changed
the vegetation in the park as they knocked down and ripped up trees.

I wonder how many readers of this post have
spotted the odd coincidence of the name of the park in Africa where the
elephants were sourced and the name of the lead author of the report about the
human youth problems in Michigan. Both are Kruger.

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My career as a wildlife veterinarian and storyteller has taken me to many countries for work on a wide range of species. I enjoy relating stories about the wild animal work, which range from having soldier ants up my shorts and pregnancy checking a lion to giving an enema to a rhino and encounters with a shaman from the Tsaatan reindeer herders in the mountains of Mongolia. I enjoy weaving African and other folktales into accounts of my own experiences with animals.
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